Monday, April 27, 2009
Beisbol
Rebels are Ranked #7 in Baseball America's Latest POLL
Rivals.Com has us at #14, crackhead. No way. No freaking way.
"Ole Miss has had a fantastic past couple of weeks and certainly is playing great baseball right now, but I think the teams ahead of them most certainly have a strong claim to be where they are, especially from a consistency standpoint. If Ole Miss continues to win, everything will play out. There's no question about that."
-Kendall Rodgers, Editor for Rivals College Beisbol.
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Side note, this video seems to have been shot at a Raifords-esqu establishment. If this was played around me after some cocktails. Look out.
Stellar Weekend Folks
Top of the morning.
Stellar weekend folks. Lets start the day off by laughing at some dbags.
This seriously could be one of my all time favorites of the guid in training.
Now onto the weekend. What an amazing weekend. Oxford is my favorite place ever, most of you probably don't know that or that I really like Ole Miss because I never talk about either. SIKE. The weather could not have been better. Clear skies low 80's and breezy. Perfection.
Folks the Rebels are good. We just took the series from #1 UGA. The simple fact that we were 1 pitch away from potentially sweeping the series speaks volumes for how good we really are. Like I have said before, we are not flashy, we aren't going to over power you with homeruns. What we will do is grind out runs, get people on base, move people over and play solid defense. I will take that any day of the week. We are a complete team that competes and has someone new step up and be a leader each game. Our pitching has been terrific, which was a question coming into the spring. Bittle will be a first round pick in the draft. If we continue doing what we do, we will be setting up nice for the post season.
The atmosphere this weekend was top notch. Here are some quotes from UGA
UGA head coach Dave Perno:
"It's not just the environment...it's the stadium. They've got everything. It's done right. It's the best we've been in, not just the environment and being tough to play in, but just the looks, the aesthetics. Everything's done right and I tip my hat to Mike, Ole Miss and their athletic department. They've done a great job."
Georgia player Rich Poythress:
“It's the best environment I've been around...I've been to LSU. I've been a lot of places, and it's the best environment, other than Omaha, that I've seen in college baseball."
Thats what Texas Coach Auggie Garrido said when he came in 05, Miami coach Jim Morris said we have the best atmosphere, not to mention the countless other teams that have come in and said that Ole Miss has the best enviroment in college baseball. Argue what you want about Mississippi State, LSU and Arkansas. But in my opinion you cannot beat ours. The student section is really the cherry on top that sets us apart from every team in the nation. No other student body supports their team like the Rebels. I think we are setting up not only for a Regional but a National Seed.
Sure we dropped the series to USC, LSU (by 2 freaking runs)and TCU, but are they better than us? Absolutely not. That day they were, and I hate to be the fan that tries to justify the losses by saying "well, baseballs baseball." but the fact is, it is. It's a wierd game. And great teams lose. Thats why they play so many games, you have to look at the entire resume not just 1 or 2 or ever 3 series. We can compete with anyone. We aren't scared. We might be making a trip to Omaha folks, I honestly think we have the capabilities. And boy o boy, if we go to Omaha, this Ninja is going to be there in full effect with nothing but 1 bell and a whistle and maybe some leaves infront of my junk party boying every person around.
Here is a look at the SEC
1. LSU (14-7)
2. Georgia (14-7)
3. Arkansas (13-7)
4. Ole Miss (13-8)
5. Florida (13-8)
6. Alabama (12-9)
7. Vanderbilt (10-10)
8. South Carolina (9-12)
9. Auburn (8-13)
10. Kentucky (7-14)
11. Tennessee (6-15)
12. Mississippi State (6-15)
Next Week
Alabama at State
LSU at Arkansas
Ole Miss at Auburn
Florida at Georgia
Tennessee at Kentucky
Vanderbilt at South Carolina
Now lets talk about the shit show that was.
Friday night was pretty lax, I mean sure I had some brews at the game, and left in the 7th to get to Robert Earl Keen, but by no means it was crazy. I jammed out at Lyric with some Frat Rats from Houston and we talked about how cool Texas was and just your normal Texas People talk. But by no means crazy. Then took it to the house.
Saturday, Double Decker Day.
Well woke up and freshened up and headed to the field to go wait in line in left. got there at about 11:30am with Marcus, craked a beer and started to jam out with the older guy next to us in line, we were 16th in line. Collin joined us shortly after and we just kicked it. Shortly after I was introduced to one of my blogger fans ( I only have 4 or 5 and I know all of them so this was exciting) so we had a little chit chat, by 1:55pm it was time to get ready for the chair race, for those of you that don't know this is what the line is like.
it's like the running of the bulls. We got our chairs set up and headed to the square to eat. Eat. ha. no such luck. Instead jello shots and hunch punch were suitable. Within the hour I was at a buddies house on the square, after being a couple of beers deep, I had had 3 everclear jella shots, and 2 cups of the punch, needless to say I way on the highway to the danger zone. Went back to the field at about 3:15pm and proceeded to drink more beer and Jam out to the ipod. Great crowd in left. The smell of the grill going, the booze. It's just what Oxford smells like. Good times. After the game, we went to the boom boom room (library) and from like 8:30pm until that joker shut down I party boyed and dropped it like it was hot,I was sweating like a had just ran a marathon and my hips didn't lie. If I wasn't on the dance floor, best believe I was just going up to randos and shaking my badunkadunk to any female. Yup, another weekend of being that guy. And wanna know an amazing piece of information. I did not even have a beer, drink in my hand in the 4 1/2 hours I was there. I was steady ballin with out booze, well because I already had enough I suppose, and its hard to drink when both your hands are on the ground shakin your ass in the air. For some reason Dave is right, white people catalog everything we drink no matter how drunk we get. We know we had 17 beers, 2 shots, what we ate.
Stellar weekend folks. Lets start the day off by laughing at some dbags.
This seriously could be one of my all time favorites of the guid in training.
Now onto the weekend. What an amazing weekend. Oxford is my favorite place ever, most of you probably don't know that or that I really like Ole Miss because I never talk about either. SIKE. The weather could not have been better. Clear skies low 80's and breezy. Perfection.
Folks the Rebels are good. We just took the series from #1 UGA. The simple fact that we were 1 pitch away from potentially sweeping the series speaks volumes for how good we really are. Like I have said before, we are not flashy, we aren't going to over power you with homeruns. What we will do is grind out runs, get people on base, move people over and play solid defense. I will take that any day of the week. We are a complete team that competes and has someone new step up and be a leader each game. Our pitching has been terrific, which was a question coming into the spring. Bittle will be a first round pick in the draft. If we continue doing what we do, we will be setting up nice for the post season.
The atmosphere this weekend was top notch. Here are some quotes from UGA
UGA head coach Dave Perno:
"It's not just the environment...it's the stadium. They've got everything. It's done right. It's the best we've been in, not just the environment and being tough to play in, but just the looks, the aesthetics. Everything's done right and I tip my hat to Mike, Ole Miss and their athletic department. They've done a great job."
Georgia player Rich Poythress:
“It's the best environment I've been around...I've been to LSU. I've been a lot of places, and it's the best environment, other than Omaha, that I've seen in college baseball."
Thats what Texas Coach Auggie Garrido said when he came in 05, Miami coach Jim Morris said we have the best atmosphere, not to mention the countless other teams that have come in and said that Ole Miss has the best enviroment in college baseball. Argue what you want about Mississippi State, LSU and Arkansas. But in my opinion you cannot beat ours. The student section is really the cherry on top that sets us apart from every team in the nation. No other student body supports their team like the Rebels. I think we are setting up not only for a Regional but a National Seed.
Sure we dropped the series to USC, LSU (by 2 freaking runs)and TCU, but are they better than us? Absolutely not. That day they were, and I hate to be the fan that tries to justify the losses by saying "well, baseballs baseball." but the fact is, it is. It's a wierd game. And great teams lose. Thats why they play so many games, you have to look at the entire resume not just 1 or 2 or ever 3 series. We can compete with anyone. We aren't scared. We might be making a trip to Omaha folks, I honestly think we have the capabilities. And boy o boy, if we go to Omaha, this Ninja is going to be there in full effect with nothing but 1 bell and a whistle and maybe some leaves infront of my junk party boying every person around.
Here is a look at the SEC
1. LSU (14-7)
2. Georgia (14-7)
3. Arkansas (13-7)
4. Ole Miss (13-8)
5. Florida (13-8)
6. Alabama (12-9)
7. Vanderbilt (10-10)
8. South Carolina (9-12)
9. Auburn (8-13)
10. Kentucky (7-14)
11. Tennessee (6-15)
12. Mississippi State (6-15)
Next Week
Alabama at State
LSU at Arkansas
Ole Miss at Auburn
Florida at Georgia
Tennessee at Kentucky
Vanderbilt at South Carolina
Now lets talk about the shit show that was.
Friday night was pretty lax, I mean sure I had some brews at the game, and left in the 7th to get to Robert Earl Keen, but by no means it was crazy. I jammed out at Lyric with some Frat Rats from Houston and we talked about how cool Texas was and just your normal Texas People talk. But by no means crazy. Then took it to the house.
Saturday, Double Decker Day.
Well woke up and freshened up and headed to the field to go wait in line in left. got there at about 11:30am with Marcus, craked a beer and started to jam out with the older guy next to us in line, we were 16th in line. Collin joined us shortly after and we just kicked it. Shortly after I was introduced to one of my blogger fans ( I only have 4 or 5 and I know all of them so this was exciting) so we had a little chit chat, by 1:55pm it was time to get ready for the chair race, for those of you that don't know this is what the line is like.
it's like the running of the bulls. We got our chairs set up and headed to the square to eat. Eat. ha. no such luck. Instead jello shots and hunch punch were suitable. Within the hour I was at a buddies house on the square, after being a couple of beers deep, I had had 3 everclear jella shots, and 2 cups of the punch, needless to say I way on the highway to the danger zone. Went back to the field at about 3:15pm and proceeded to drink more beer and Jam out to the ipod. Great crowd in left. The smell of the grill going, the booze. It's just what Oxford smells like. Good times. After the game, we went to the boom boom room (library) and from like 8:30pm until that joker shut down I party boyed and dropped it like it was hot,I was sweating like a had just ran a marathon and my hips didn't lie. If I wasn't on the dance floor, best believe I was just going up to randos and shaking my badunkadunk to any female. Yup, another weekend of being that guy. And wanna know an amazing piece of information. I did not even have a beer, drink in my hand in the 4 1/2 hours I was there. I was steady ballin with out booze, well because I already had enough I suppose, and its hard to drink when both your hands are on the ground shakin your ass in the air. For some reason Dave is right, white people catalog everything we drink no matter how drunk we get. We know we had 17 beers, 2 shots, what we ate.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Pump the jams, pump it up
Ear me now, ear me now. Check it. Famous words from my main man, Ali G.
Word up it's Friday and I am pumped. I am like a kid in school, on that last day of school before summer, just chompin at the bits to get out. Why you ask? Well you saw the photos above by god thats why.
#1 UGA comes to town to take on the #11 Rebels. Robert Earl Keen is tonight at the Lyric and Double Decker is tomorrow. Can't get much better than that, not to mention the weather should be in the low 80's and clear. Ballin.
So the Rebs have a chance to shatter some attendance records at Swayze this weekend, will it happen? Well hell why not, brand new park, double decker, bad ass weather and playing the #1 team in the country outta do it. I think we also have the opportunity to take 2/3 from the dawgs which could put us in place to become a national seed, and when you are a national seed the percentage of going to Omaha is something like 88%. Now, I know, when we were a national seed back in 05 we got paired up with Texas who ended up being the National Champions that year, but we got the fist job on the seeding. But I think if we play like we are capable of playing, we will have no problem taking on anyone. To be honest ever since 05, I have not been scared to play anyone. I think we are a premier program and know that we can compete with ASU, Texas, USC, Miami and all the other traditional powers.
Well my little league team the Padres, well we went 1-2 this week. I swear I think someone is playing a joke on me because it seems as if I got the most uncordinated group of kids out there. Damn kids look like they are wearing rollerblades for the first time out there. They need to grow a pair, stop being scared of the ball and get some flexibility. They are almost 15 and they still throw like pansies. They need Kenny Powers out there.
Well I gotta run and do some work before I transform myself into a freshmen again for the weekend. I will let you know how things work out....
Friday, April 17, 2009
lunch box talks
Word up. Man I freaking love grapes, I am eating some stellar red sedless grapes right now. Freaking awesome. I used to hate eating my lame lunch, but now that I added some grapes to the mix, its awesome.
Anyway, lets talk Rebels real quick. Those not as privilliged to have attended A Great American Public University, please scroll down.
The diamond Rebs play Florida this weekend. We gotta win this series if we want to be in the running for a regional host site. Projections have us being a 2 seed at Clemson and being pared up with LSU as the national seed. As of now you have 3 of the 8 national seeds going to SEC schools (Arky, UGA and LSU)we lost the series to LSU by 2 runs, but still can take UGA and Arky. We must take care of business now, and for sure next weekend if we have hopes of hosting. We are just a scrappy team, not a tone of big name players, we just find a way to get things done. Frustrating part is that it is a roller coaster ride being a rebel fan. But we should all be used to that by now. I wanna go to Omaha so freaking bad. I hope we can do it this year.
Spring Football game is Saturday. I will not be in attendance, I have little league practice. We won last night 20-10. Our pitching is so brutal, walk after walk, and none of the kids retain a damn thing. One of the kids knows I despise LSU and he wore a purple undershirt yesterday to piss me off. Anyway, the Rebels are projected to be a top 10 team this year. Yea, just let that soak in for a second.................................................................................................................................................................... Yea a top 10, holy shitballs. I mean we won't know what to do if we can do what we have the capabilities of doing. From Chris Low of ESPN --Notice I didn't include Ole Miss quarterback Jevan Snead in this conversation. That's because he could make a legitimate run if he picks up where he left off last season and the Rebels play their way to Atlanta for the SEC Championship Game.
I mean we are all over ESPN, CNNSI, Rivals and I love it.
Please copy this link and read this Rebel fans.
http://sports.espn.go.com/ncf/columns/story?columnist=schlabach_mark&id=4069907
I am already planning the Shark Tank Tailgate for the game @ Memphis and @ Vandy. When we go the SEC championship game expect one there and either the Rose Bowl or Sugar. For those of you that didn't go to the Shark Tank at the Cotton Bowl it was a blast. 350 People, Open Bar, Catered food, DJ all before the game. So you will have to get your fins up and join. It will be first come first serve though.
So my friend Joey told me he did not find the 5 chapters of that book in progress funny. I was highly offended, he said it was a waste of his time and everyone that went to college has those stories. Well not everyone that went to college publishes them, and the fact that I can relate to making fun of the same people Claire does, remembering the blurs of my tenure at Ole Miss and hell the times I go back as an Alum make the stories even better. Boo on you Joey? Anyone else feel the same way as him? If so they are selling new senses of humor at Wal-Mart, go buy one.
On to easter weekend. It was fun, flew back home to Houston for it. Always enjoy it, the Tex-Mex was the first thing I went after once I got off the plane and it did not fail me. I enjoyed the 3 Tex-Mex meals in 3 days I had. Friday night was just a disaster. Started off good, went to Spin class at some new gym by my house, went to lunch with a buddy of mine and then chillaxed for a while. Then invited some people over for dinner with my fam. I cooked dinner, see photo at the top. It was good to finally cook for these people that hear about me cooking all the time and then actually getting to do it for them was fun. Well thats when the pounding of the wine started. Go big or go home right..... well after polishing off a couple bottles between me and 3 others we met up with Ben at Foundation Room at House of Blues. It was bad ass as expected. We drank red wine until our teeth turned purple. Saw a tone of trendy button downs with dragons and neat creatures on them being worn by oversized middle aged men. Took some horrific shots before leaving, I am talking straight vodka pretty much, you know the ones that make your eyes water, as soon as you set the glass down you clutch the bar look down and pray that nothing comes up, attempting to talk is not an option as your hand is in a fist over your mouth, all your attention is focused on not letting everyone know what you thought of the shot. So we are couple shots in, couple bottles down things are looking pretty good right. Sike, they are looking pretty hazey. We leave foundation room and thats when things get just downright fuzzy. We allegedly went to 3 other bars after foundation room. I only remember one of them. I was apparently party boying again. Gotta love it right. Stayed there for all of 10 minutes until I made everyone leave for some reason, to go to the next bar. Where more shots were taken, and lonely dancing occured. After that all I remember is waking up outside of Bens house on his driveway looking up at the sky. O boy. My mother gave me $200 that night and said, now don't you spend this on anything stupid. Well mom, sorry. I wish I could tell you where that two hundy went, but no dice. I woke up without a wallet and like 10 bucks. I quickly texted those who were with me to find out if they had my wallet, and sure enough one of them did, gah, what a close call that would have blew. Ben called me after I left later in the afternoon on Saturday and said, well hell I wish we woulda drank last night. Another eventful night for party boy, maybe I should try acting my age sometime..............hmmmmmmmmmmm. Lets see what happens this weekend, I am cooking out tonight and then some of my buds from Med School are coming up to hang, so the forecast looks cloudy.........
**That other pic is what I sent to Henry (roomate) who went to state before we played them in Baseball and whooped that ass in Jackson this week 8-1. But the brightside of MSU Baseball is that they already outscored the MSU football team. 45-0 baby!!!! Hotty Toddy!
Afternoon Videos
Loving this song right now....
Start your weekend off right with a little Kenny Powers!
I might have to copy some of those moves...
The best of.......
Back in Action
April Fools suckas. I gotcha, see I haven't posted since March and most of you thought I quit, na, I was just joshing with ya. SIKE, I have been pretty busy, but no more excuses. I will update at least once a week. I promise (Rachel), I can find 20-30 minutes in my day to have diareha of the mouth that I can send via the web.
So much to catch up on. The past couple of weeks a lot has gone on. A mutual friend of mine is in the process of writing a book. I have met her a couple of times, but damn she is freaking hilarious. If you wanna read the rest of the chapters, just e-mail me, she is strikingly similar to my style and I like it. Here are a couple of clips (iannavarr@gmail.com)
I love my friends. However, I do not like the majority of girls. I feel like there are 75% of douchebag girls who make the entire race look bad. I would like to dedicate this chapter as a big F YOU to all the girls to whom I blame a lot of my dating mishaps on. I am not saying that I didn't deserve some of the things that happened to me, but I also think that guys assume a lot of girls are the same... and by the same I mean clingy, annoying, needy, and whiny. I'd also like to explain why I chose "douchebag." First of all, douchebag is one of my favorite words. But honestly, I just cannot think of a better word to describe these females. They aren't necessarily bitches or even sluts. They are douchebags. They are, by a landslide, my favorite people to make fun of. So let me begin.
Ok in past chapters I have vocalized my love for Facebook. This is a love that only competes with Lil Wayne, Bill O'Reilly and my beloved beloved red bull & vodka. I think it is a love that most people share with me but that few with admit. I also will agree it is a blessing and curse. Facebook makes girls look dumb, annoying, and psychotic, to put it mildly. Let me just touch on this subject for a little while: girls Facebook profiles. wHy Do GiRlS tHiNk iTs CoOl tO wRiTe LiKe ThIs??? Dude- how long does it effing take you to type your ENTIRE profile in that font??? and for what purpose other than to annoy the FUCK out of me??? One of my favorite things to do is to find douchebag girls profiles and copy and paste them onto my friends walls. This is something I invest way too much time in. These are the girls with constant status updates, ridiculously long list of interests, and lots of !!!!! and ***** in their profiles. I need to remove them as friends but I just cant. There is nothing than gives me greater joy than making fun of these girls. I have a few favorites so I will happily copy and paste them below and then proceed to make fun of them in the following paragraphs. One girl in particular is my favorite- but sadly, she has chosen to remove me from her Facebook friends. I think she caught on to the fact I was making fun of her after I posted her "The Knot" page on half of my friends walls. Don't worry though- I will get on my friends account because I cannot write an entire chapter about douchebag girls without writing about her.
Sorority Life
So I have never understood peoples prejudices about sororities.....
SIKE yes I did... its called jealously. Seriously my biggest pet peeve
(along with about 100 other things) is when people say that being in a
sorority means you have to "pay for your friends" Wow! You're sooooo
right!! I am sure 150 skinny, pretty, southern blonde girls really
cant find anyone to be their friends and need to pay 2000 a semester
for them. Let me let you in a little secret... we arent paying for our
friends... we are paying to not have to hang out with people like YOU.
I loved being in a sorority. I loved everything about it. So thats
why it really grinds my gears when people who clearly know nothing
about Greek life decide to put their 2 cents in. I have still yet to
see any movie that portrays sorority life even close to how it
actually is. I mean.... what the hell are these movies??? The House
Bunny!? If you have actually watched this please go jump off a
building. These producers/directors.. whatever.... have obviously
never ever been anywhere near any Greek establishment and have no idea
what it is about. And does anyone remember the show Sorority Life on
MTV? WHAT. THE. FUCK. umm last time I checked sororities had more than
9 members and no one had braces. I would like to talk more shit about
this show but I really dont remember anything else about it because I
refused to watch it.
Again, she is in the process of writing a book, and I know I will purchase it once it hits shelves. I was trying to read all 5 chapters on my blackberry yesterday while driving to Greenwood, and luckly there was nobody else on the road because I was occupying all lanes while laughing.
So lets just do a rehash of events over the past couple of weeks. Try to keep it kinda short as it has been 17 days since my last post.
Lets Start it with the song of the day:
So as a Memphian now, I was pleased to hear that Calapari left. Gah, the city of Memphis was literally on suicide watch. Every news channel was flying over his house in a chopper, people were standing in his front yard crying, holding signs begging him not to leave. They of course were sporting bad ass chin strap facial hair, baggy cargos, white kicks, a sweet as tiger tee and some killer pukas like they were scooped of MTV's Spring Break. So terrible, but it made my day seen Memphis put back in it's place. But in all fairness, I will say that I hope Josh Pastener, their new head coach does reasonably well because he is only 31 and seems like a good guy. But I still hate that school. A lot. Thank you coach Cal. For leaving Memphis.
New Raifords opened up a couple of weeks ago. Better believe I was there. I wasn't there for long, but there none the less. That night started pretty early, ole Sammy boy was intown and me Cass and Sam were watching Cocktail the movie and getting pretty marinated for the festivities. I was pounding Vodka Cranberries, (Im on my diet for all you naysayers, ps lost 31 lbs baby, since January 4) anyway we started taking shots at my house, and well you should know how this story ends. We get to raifords at like 10:30. Well this guy gets tuckered out and takes the trolly to main and auction, hops out and walks back to the house. Much better than the original raifords 5K of a month ago. Apparently I was overserved at my house, got a beer at raifords and just walked around like a lost dog, went upstairs to the loft area where some couches are, sat down and relaxed, i was just resting my eyes, geeezz. Well some girls took pictures of me moving my hands and arms in different directions, and pretty much making fun of me, which is ok. But I will say this is all alleged, and I am innocent until proven guilty and have not seen any of these pictures so I will pretend it didn't happen.
Well the following night, well I went to Oxford for the Ole baseball game. The Rebs were playing UK and Sam and I got there right at about 1:45pm. Set our chairs up in left, and headed to the square. We went to Funkys, the new daquri bar. Let me tell you, I knew from the get go when Sam ordered 3 tequilla shots within the hour that I was on "A highway to hell" (pretend that was the song) and indeed it was. We left, walked back to the game and pounded some cold brews. O did I mention, I didn't eat anything but about 2lbs of crawfish all day. Ha well, again, we know where this story ends. Another adventurous night. Game ends, Rebs win and also Sweep the series the following day. We go the the boom, boom room (library) and Cass is trying to tell me the importance of me going to Rib Cage with him. I disagree, and continue acting like a freshmen. Well again, alegedly I was "ridiculous" that night. Sorry I like to dance, have fun and party boy everyone.
But thats what happens after an all day boozefest, people buying me shots. At least I am a fun drunk right. Always look at the bright side folks. Anyway, the night went on, I was sweating like crazy, got seperated from the pack as usual. Buckel up folks, I got a ride to the Kappa Sig house to late night, O yea. I was that guy, forgive me to want to continue partying, anyway I proceeded to jump on the furniture, party boy more with some girls, sit outside until I decided to have one of the actives call a pledge for me to get a ride to a friends house, well maybe he decided for me. Anyway, the pledge comes up introduces himself as Pledge _____ we are driving down Jackson, and I make him pull over at Wendys. O yes, nothing like a little late night grub huh. Welcome to wendys how can I help you. Pledge asks what I want, I look over and see the double meat cheeseburger and fries, pass, ceasar salad......check. I want a ceasar salad. The pledge tells the lady, and I swear she thought we were crazy, Ceasar salad??? I was wasted faced and still had the self control to avoid a burger, what a billy bad ass. We pull up to the window to pay, he looks at me (pledge) sticks out his had, I look at him and say, o yea I don't have any money. My tab is still open at the bar. Whoopsies, ahhaa. I made him pay for my food. Well he drops me off where I tell him. I go up to the door, do the drunk knock and doorbell ring, you know the one where your ring and bang until someone answers. Well turns out I was at the wrong house. Guy opens the door, just a crack and says, "Ya, can I help you?" here I am with a Wendys bag, Madras shorts, sweat probably dripping off my head, so surely he didn't find me as a threat. I just looked and said, wheres Gant? He said, ugggggggggghhhh you got the wrong house. My bad. haha. Opps, I did it again, got lost in your.....(brit spears) what an idiot. O boy though. What a good weekend. You can't put a price on fun right.............
Couple new movies you need to check out this summer.....
http://www.thebrunomovie.com/
more after lunch......
So much to catch up on. The past couple of weeks a lot has gone on. A mutual friend of mine is in the process of writing a book. I have met her a couple of times, but damn she is freaking hilarious. If you wanna read the rest of the chapters, just e-mail me, she is strikingly similar to my style and I like it. Here are a couple of clips (iannavarr@gmail.com)
I love my friends. However, I do not like the majority of girls. I feel like there are 75% of douchebag girls who make the entire race look bad. I would like to dedicate this chapter as a big F YOU to all the girls to whom I blame a lot of my dating mishaps on. I am not saying that I didn't deserve some of the things that happened to me, but I also think that guys assume a lot of girls are the same... and by the same I mean clingy, annoying, needy, and whiny. I'd also like to explain why I chose "douchebag." First of all, douchebag is one of my favorite words. But honestly, I just cannot think of a better word to describe these females. They aren't necessarily bitches or even sluts. They are douchebags. They are, by a landslide, my favorite people to make fun of. So let me begin.
Ok in past chapters I have vocalized my love for Facebook. This is a love that only competes with Lil Wayne, Bill O'Reilly and my beloved beloved red bull & vodka. I think it is a love that most people share with me but that few with admit. I also will agree it is a blessing and curse. Facebook makes girls look dumb, annoying, and psychotic, to put it mildly. Let me just touch on this subject for a little while: girls Facebook profiles. wHy Do GiRlS tHiNk iTs CoOl tO wRiTe LiKe ThIs??? Dude- how long does it effing take you to type your ENTIRE profile in that font??? and for what purpose other than to annoy the FUCK out of me??? One of my favorite things to do is to find douchebag girls profiles and copy and paste them onto my friends walls. This is something I invest way too much time in. These are the girls with constant status updates, ridiculously long list of interests, and lots of !!!!! and ***** in their profiles. I need to remove them as friends but I just cant. There is nothing than gives me greater joy than making fun of these girls. I have a few favorites so I will happily copy and paste them below and then proceed to make fun of them in the following paragraphs. One girl in particular is my favorite- but sadly, she has chosen to remove me from her Facebook friends. I think she caught on to the fact I was making fun of her after I posted her "The Knot" page on half of my friends walls. Don't worry though- I will get on my friends account because I cannot write an entire chapter about douchebag girls without writing about her.
Sorority Life
So I have never understood peoples prejudices about sororities.....
SIKE yes I did... its called jealously. Seriously my biggest pet peeve
(along with about 100 other things) is when people say that being in a
sorority means you have to "pay for your friends" Wow! You're sooooo
right!! I am sure 150 skinny, pretty, southern blonde girls really
cant find anyone to be their friends and need to pay 2000 a semester
for them. Let me let you in a little secret... we arent paying for our
friends... we are paying to not have to hang out with people like YOU.
I loved being in a sorority. I loved everything about it. So thats
why it really grinds my gears when people who clearly know nothing
about Greek life decide to put their 2 cents in. I have still yet to
see any movie that portrays sorority life even close to how it
actually is. I mean.... what the hell are these movies??? The House
Bunny!? If you have actually watched this please go jump off a
building. These producers/directors.. whatever.... have obviously
never ever been anywhere near any Greek establishment and have no idea
what it is about. And does anyone remember the show Sorority Life on
MTV? WHAT. THE. FUCK. umm last time I checked sororities had more than
9 members and no one had braces. I would like to talk more shit about
this show but I really dont remember anything else about it because I
refused to watch it.
Again, she is in the process of writing a book, and I know I will purchase it once it hits shelves. I was trying to read all 5 chapters on my blackberry yesterday while driving to Greenwood, and luckly there was nobody else on the road because I was occupying all lanes while laughing.
So lets just do a rehash of events over the past couple of weeks. Try to keep it kinda short as it has been 17 days since my last post.
Lets Start it with the song of the day:
So as a Memphian now, I was pleased to hear that Calapari left. Gah, the city of Memphis was literally on suicide watch. Every news channel was flying over his house in a chopper, people were standing in his front yard crying, holding signs begging him not to leave. They of course were sporting bad ass chin strap facial hair, baggy cargos, white kicks, a sweet as tiger tee and some killer pukas like they were scooped of MTV's Spring Break. So terrible, but it made my day seen Memphis put back in it's place. But in all fairness, I will say that I hope Josh Pastener, their new head coach does reasonably well because he is only 31 and seems like a good guy. But I still hate that school. A lot. Thank you coach Cal. For leaving Memphis.
New Raifords opened up a couple of weeks ago. Better believe I was there. I wasn't there for long, but there none the less. That night started pretty early, ole Sammy boy was intown and me Cass and Sam were watching Cocktail the movie and getting pretty marinated for the festivities. I was pounding Vodka Cranberries, (Im on my diet for all you naysayers, ps lost 31 lbs baby, since January 4) anyway we started taking shots at my house, and well you should know how this story ends. We get to raifords at like 10:30. Well this guy gets tuckered out and takes the trolly to main and auction, hops out and walks back to the house. Much better than the original raifords 5K of a month ago. Apparently I was overserved at my house, got a beer at raifords and just walked around like a lost dog, went upstairs to the loft area where some couches are, sat down and relaxed, i was just resting my eyes, geeezz. Well some girls took pictures of me moving my hands and arms in different directions, and pretty much making fun of me, which is ok. But I will say this is all alleged, and I am innocent until proven guilty and have not seen any of these pictures so I will pretend it didn't happen.
Well the following night, well I went to Oxford for the Ole baseball game. The Rebs were playing UK and Sam and I got there right at about 1:45pm. Set our chairs up in left, and headed to the square. We went to Funkys, the new daquri bar. Let me tell you, I knew from the get go when Sam ordered 3 tequilla shots within the hour that I was on "A highway to hell" (pretend that was the song) and indeed it was. We left, walked back to the game and pounded some cold brews. O did I mention, I didn't eat anything but about 2lbs of crawfish all day. Ha well, again, we know where this story ends. Another adventurous night. Game ends, Rebs win and also Sweep the series the following day. We go the the boom, boom room (library) and Cass is trying to tell me the importance of me going to Rib Cage with him. I disagree, and continue acting like a freshmen. Well again, alegedly I was "ridiculous" that night. Sorry I like to dance, have fun and party boy everyone.
But thats what happens after an all day boozefest, people buying me shots. At least I am a fun drunk right. Always look at the bright side folks. Anyway, the night went on, I was sweating like crazy, got seperated from the pack as usual. Buckel up folks, I got a ride to the Kappa Sig house to late night, O yea. I was that guy, forgive me to want to continue partying, anyway I proceeded to jump on the furniture, party boy more with some girls, sit outside until I decided to have one of the actives call a pledge for me to get a ride to a friends house, well maybe he decided for me. Anyway, the pledge comes up introduces himself as Pledge _____ we are driving down Jackson, and I make him pull over at Wendys. O yes, nothing like a little late night grub huh. Welcome to wendys how can I help you. Pledge asks what I want, I look over and see the double meat cheeseburger and fries, pass, ceasar salad......check. I want a ceasar salad. The pledge tells the lady, and I swear she thought we were crazy, Ceasar salad??? I was wasted faced and still had the self control to avoid a burger, what a billy bad ass. We pull up to the window to pay, he looks at me (pledge) sticks out his had, I look at him and say, o yea I don't have any money. My tab is still open at the bar. Whoopsies, ahhaa. I made him pay for my food. Well he drops me off where I tell him. I go up to the door, do the drunk knock and doorbell ring, you know the one where your ring and bang until someone answers. Well turns out I was at the wrong house. Guy opens the door, just a crack and says, "Ya, can I help you?" here I am with a Wendys bag, Madras shorts, sweat probably dripping off my head, so surely he didn't find me as a threat. I just looked and said, wheres Gant? He said, ugggggggggghhhh you got the wrong house. My bad. haha. Opps, I did it again, got lost in your.....(brit spears) what an idiot. O boy though. What a good weekend. You can't put a price on fun right.............
Couple new movies you need to check out this summer.....
http://www.thebrunomovie.com/
more after lunch......
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